Act Three
Scene Ten
Sub-Scene One
I am defeated.
Mark Antony arrived at the
small inlet on the coast. It was almost empty of his boys, with the few
surviving boats moored there. Earlier, it was piled with boats on the open sea.
The tides were not able to ripple at the inlet; they were held at bay at sea.
King Canute would have been proud to see the tides obedient then, but the tides
still flowed in regardless. Like the fuck, the climax will end with the limp.
“The sea itself tells me not
to halt the tides. My lieutenant also told me the same: do not fight the tide.
It shames me now that I did not listen.” Mark Antony, the defeated leader,
addressed the boys there.
“Boys, Napoleon once said,
He who fears being conquered is sure of defeat.” Mark quoted the great leader.
“Yup, till he met the
Englishman. Damn froggies they were.” Trust the English boys to speak out.
“He was Irish. My mother
told me so.” The Irish spoke up.
“I thought he made those
Wellington boots." Another roused up the mood.
“He did not. It was his
tailor who did it. Toby was the name. Cut the tassel and shorten it.” The Welsh
called out. “So, he would not pee on them.”
“Thank you, boys, but I am
going to talk about anyone’s boots. We were booted today. Boys, I was so
overtaken by night that I have lost my way forever in this world. However, I
have a ship full of gold. Take the gold and divide it amongst yourselves. Abandon
me and make peace with Caesar. He may give his boots.” Mark summed it up for
the boys.
“Abandon you? Not us. We are
your boys.” The boys declared then.
“I have abandoned myself,
and by retreating, I have set an example for other cowards to run away and turn
their backs on their enemies.” Mark continued his call.
“If there is a violent riot
tonight in Philadelphia, then we would not really know if it is in protest or
celebration. But I can tell you for sure, Jonas’ mother-in-law is there, and he
has not paid a cent to her.” One voiced out. “God bail my friend out before he
is made into a cheesecake.”
The boys there roared. Jonas
was popular as he was their mascot for the battle.
Boys, please lend me your
ears. I have resolved to follow a course of action that does not require your
assistance. Be gone now.” Mark looked to the boys, whose years of service to
him were too numerous to count.
“My treasure is in the
harbour. Take it.” Mark sighed. “I will be glad if you do. If you were to join
Caesar, please do shoot me in the head when you see me.”
“Boys, be gone. I will write
letters for you to some friends of mine that will clear your path if you decide
to go somewhere else. Please, do not be sad or say that you do not want to do
this. Take your cue from my despair. You should abandon someone who abandons
himself.”
"Go to the ships
immediately! I will give you the ships and the treasure. Leave me alone,
please, for a little while. I ask you: do not protest; leave me, please. I have
lost the right to command you, so I can only ask you. I will see you depart
safely.”
The boys took to their feet
and walked to the ship. Mark took off soon after. He went to Egypt.
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